User blog comment:Snowstripe the Fierce/The War of Southsward/@comment-26879391-20151229035128/@comment-32303-20160106022145

"Aye." '''Vanora smirked as she leaned down and picked up a rather dirty coil of vine from the ground beside her right footpaw. '''"I dug this vine up before you came down from the trees. I know it's sturdy enough, but  do y'think it's long enough?" The otter thought, gnawing her lower lip with her upper teeth. "If it's not, should I link my weapons belt into it?"